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Joesph laughed.“I’ve never heard her use such language before.I had two clients who were not quite finished, but not a lot more to do.She blasted me good over that.I think she was more pissed off that I’d already collected all the commission I was going to get from them.”

“What about your apartment?”

“I’ll give notice tomorrow and figure out a move-out date.I’m thinking that I should get a storage locker and move it all down here.”Joesph opened his computer again.“I’ll search for a place close by.”

Jamie sat back in his chair.“Can you believe all this is happening.Sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.”

“This afternoon, I thought I was going to crap my pants or throw up.I get it now about how you felt when you said things were going too fast.It kind of makes my head spin.”

“Yeah, tell me about it.”

Jamie’s phone started chirping.He looked at the screen.“It’s Mike.”

“Go on then.”Joesph smiled.“Answer him.I’m going to take a shower.”

Jamie waited until Joesph was halfway to his bedroom before he answered.“Hello?”

* * * * *

Mike waited for Jamieto answer, feeling a lot more confident and comfortable with his plan.

“Hello?”Jamie answered.

“Hi, it’s Mike.”

Jamie laughed.“I know who you are.It’s on my caller ID.”

Mike chuckled.“Of course it is.Anyway, how was your day?”

“It was good.Got a stereo system for the diner and I also got Joesph a thank you gift for all the work he’s done.”

“That was nice of you.I’m glad you got the stereo system situated.”

“Yeah, it was a lot easier than I had expected.How was your day?”

“Hmm...My day was hectic, and tonight was boring as hell.”Mike cleared his throat.“Sometimes these get-togethers with older soldiers is nothing more than a reason for them to get wasted.”

“That’s not good.I hope they weren’t driving.”Jamie walked out onto the veranda, smelling the new grass that was shooting up in the field behind the diner.

“No, they had a car driving them around.Quite a few of them were from out of town.Those Washington, D.C.men can sure put away the booze.”

“Why am I not surprised?”Jamie sat down in his grandfather’s rocking chair.“So, what do I owe the own the honour of this phone call?”

“I would like to ask you over to my place for dinner tomorrow night?”

Jamie froze.He couldn’t think.

“Hello?You still there?”Mike asked.“Did you hear me?”

“Uh...yeah, I heard you?”

“Well?”

“Um, okay?I guess that...would be okay.Nice.”

“Don’t go getting all excited now.”

“No.”Jamie cleared his throat, which seemed to want to close up.“I’d like that.”